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It was November 4th, Election day. My mom and I were wandering the aisles of the old Fredmeyers. All sorts of people were out at night, strange people. Especially since we lived in a sort of a "ghetto" neighborhood. I walked with my eyes on the ground so as to avoid the stares of the hobos looking at me uncomfortably. Suddenly, the people in the store stood motionlesss, and mothers shushed their children. Over the radio, Barrack was giving his speech. I looked around, at the poor single moms, the sick elderly, and the homeless. I saw hope in their eyes. I saw hope for a change. A change that will mean even more struggle for a while. But, in their eyes, I saw no fear. They trusted him, as they would have trusted anyone who was elected. If they were afraid, it did not show. I took in a breath, and followed their example. America is truly an amazing place. I realized that. I hope under new leadership, my neighborhood will be safer again. I hope that everyone supports the President. I hope, with all my heart, that fear will be pushed aside and we will over come obstacles together. United.
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